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Post by Tundra ? on Dec 9, 2012 8:41:19 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][bg=f8fafb]Ears swiveling on it's loose hinges, large paws making their way through the dense and muggy forest, the wolf's mind carried her through the rough times she was experiencing. Other than the fact that she had lost everyone that mattered to her and that she had bonded with, everything was going okay. The only thing was the large appetite she had to keep up with, that stomach of her's was hungry almost constantly because she was still growing. Believe it or not, Arctic wolves were not done growing at the age of three, and Anaiu was no exception. She was on the bigger end of the scale, her father weighing over ninety pounds and mother around eighty, and both of them were tall creatures, standing the height of around twenty nine and twenty eight inches above the ground. They were intimidating canines. Both of them had passed their tall genes to their daughter, who was now a towering twenty seven ish twenty six inches, and had muscle as well. She was slim, but her pack members had taught her things to strengthen her muscles and her mind as a loner that she was now. Anaiu, daughter of Karma and Xerxes, was now not a betass, nor alpha of her own pack but a loner, a rouge who roamed the streets of any city with the most food, she didn't care much for social interaction, for Anaiu was not a social wolf, however, she did bond when placed in a pack, but she did not care outside that. The grey wolf's foot prints left were not visible to the naked eye, not in light or dark. They were only available to those who she had known and had history with, some of those Anaiu had met and some she was too meet, it was completely up to fate. Anaiu had come to the train station hours ago, but had padded curiously up the stairs in the main room, through the door and onwards where storage was kept. It was awfully dusty, muggy and Anaiu did not approve of the dust that kept flying onto her winter white pelt. Shaking it off, Anaiu herd the chatter of voices down below her, no laughter though, serious and sarcastic voices. That made Anaiu scared. She didn't like those canines who were full of themselves, the freaking dog's didn't even know who they had come from. Anaiu had been taught wolves were rightful leaders of everything that was smaller and weaker than it. And those rules had not left Anaiu's mind. They were stuck, and aggravated Anaiu sometimes to think that wolves and not dog's were being hunted down. She had learned from a small pup that she would one day be reunited with the right kind of dog's and wolves and they would someday take over what was once theirs. She stayed still, careful not to arouse any noises that the canines below could hear. There was a shuffle of feet down below her, and she guessed they were leaving or going out onto the platform, the wolf hoped they were leaving. She was solitary, sadly. After holding her breath for a while or so, the voices were very faint to her ears and she perked them differently, alert tension filled her body. The female slowly and cautiously walked around boxes, making her way to the stairs, and as she did the femme tripped over a large metal object laying on the floor, making a large clatter. Her ears forced back immediately, she felt stirring beneath her and growled, angry at herself for not seeing it before hand. Now someone would know she was up here. Fantastic. Ooc: Words: 724
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Notes:  Anaiu needs some social interaction.
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Post by mayday<3 on Dec 9, 2012 15:18:13 GMT -5
 Things were quiet, the air was still and thick. It was a cool day, not too cold or too hot, and things just seemed to be peaceful. Lexa liked this, it was soothing for her to be around peace for a few moments in her lifetime. She also was alone, which was rare. Lexa tend to follow around a male canine like a lost puppy dog, but today was different- even the scent in the air told that.
Picking up her body off the dusty ground, she shook herself, shaking off the dirt that clung to her coat. Huffing under her breath, the long-legged female strecthed out. Tightening her muscles then releasing them. Feeling the strain of her body and the fact that she knew she was becoming weak. It was awhile before Lexa had done major physical activity, and she felt like her body was suffering from it.
After her stretch, the shepherd mix's ears prickled as a loud clash rang through her ears. Startled, Lexa growled, wondering who was prowling around. The fur along her body, from her neck down to her tail stood up as a snarl escaped her lips. Who's there?! Lexa called out, with an unfriendly tone as possible. Tan colored eyes scanned the area as her white paws took her to the place that the sound came from.
As soon as Lexa turned a conner around the Station, a white face stared back at her. Taken back from the sudden dog, Lexa glared at the white dog. She looked more wolf than dog, and Lexa at first glance looked more like wolf than dog too. Confused for a tad second, Lexa gave a snarl. Breathing in, all she could smell was wolf. She knew that wolves felt superior to her species, and with that, she felt constantly threaten by them. Wolf... She growled underneath her breath, letting the fur along her spine flatten out but she still was alert in case the wolf wanted to do something drastic.
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Post by Tundra ? on Dec 12, 2012 11:15:30 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][bg=f8fafb]Anaiu stopped dead in her tracks, stricken with fear and dominance she dared her luck to turn around. She heard someone call, and as she did Anaiu tried to bolt, but as she padded down in the social part of the station, she ran into her luck. Lips pulled back immediately, shocked by the female's sudden appearance. Aggression was not the best thing, she knew, it was something she had trouble with controlling. She pressed her ears, back, the other white femme words very confusing to Anaiu at the time and quite dumb. She cocked her head, inquiring the animal before her. She looked like a close descendant herself, maybe some dogs thrown in the line as well and then bred back down to the wolf. Her icy pale eyes glared at the other canine, dominance filled stance as she pressed herself against the wind and braced herself for the other string minded female to attack. She paused, seeing nothing drastic in her response went on. "Well of course I'm a wolf, and I imagine you know them well as same do I." she snapped irritably, her mood swinging from irritated from aggression. Quite the ice queen we've got here. Unpredictable, dangerous and ticking. "Who are you and what do you want? I have no times for games." she said hastily, trying to get this social interaction over with soon. She was not the friendliest chap to meet on the streets, yet when opened up it could amount to some loyal friendship. She was a wolf, a rare white and icy blue pale eyes that intimidated any who came before her and threatened Anaiu, they would be sorry for sure. And it this canine wanted to threaten her, Anaiu would not back down from the challenge. She was a dominant girl, submissive in time but other than that she refused to give up her pride. Ooc:Sorry about this crappy post.. my muse really killed me after that first post. 
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2012 13:20:38 GMT -5
Erect ears folding flat against the back of his massive cranium, listening intently to the thumping of his heart beating slowly, shallowly inside his chest, almost like a lullaby, soothing him in the dim station, dripping with raindrops from the previous night filled with thundering precipitation. Lapping the crystalline liquid from a puddle that had gathered due to consistent rain patterns pouring throughout the past couple nights. Nasty was this gloomy weather, dark skies filled with nothing but clouds bringing damp days among all the canines in Saddle Creek. Yet, without the moons of rain, there would be no life on Earth, it would all shrivel up into nothingness, bringing the end of the world, not only from oxygen deprivation, but lack of water in general. Terrible was the thought, shaking his head to rid his thick coat from all water, his extremely large fore feet moving, dragging the hind legs behind them. Banner was considerably larger than breed standards, the reason behind it could possibly be that his father was a wolf, also, he was raised around wolves, treated like a wolf.
Large breeze carrying over him from the outdoors, quickly bringing a lingering scent from higher up in the station, two females, wolves by the intricate scent of their pelts. Raising his eyes to the stairs before him, leading up out of the underground level,bringing him directly to the females. It was absolutely, quite possible that these were femme’s from his previous pack considering their territory line ended right outside of this very station. Even though he was no longer a member, Banner was still very welcome with his father being the alpha, and only to have left to live his life to the fullest. The shepherd mix always kept tabs on the pack Inuit, it brought him calmness of mind to know if he stayed close to the border, he would always have back-up, as long as he stayed close. Climbing the narrow cement stairs to the upper ground, following the scent to the left, only capturing a quick glimpse of white fur in the corner of his auburn eyes. Lobes swiveling to tune into the conversation, not meaning to eavesdrop on the pair of white wolves, but to get a picture of how to enter the group.
One of them did seem to have a snappy attitude, therefore he was cautious in his arrival, not daring to stare her in the eye until the direct intel from them was adjusted to reality mode, “Hello Ladies, Having A Good Day?” He asked, using his high ranking manners standing tall, a couple inches over both of the wolves, not seating himself to be polite. Tail low, but not tucked in submission, showing no aggression nor happiness, it was his social personality that kept him alive, therefore he was required to know how to act as far as body language. Turning his head a mere degree to get a side glance of the other white female which seemed quite a bit friendlier from his perspective, giving out a nod as a greeting.
OOC Notes: Hope you don't mind me jumping in, Banner needed a social life, too.
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Post by mayday<3 on Dec 12, 2012 15:12:02 GMT -5
Lexa stared at the wolf in front of her, confused by her demeanor. It seemed that her look-alike didn’t want to be apart of this, like she felt obligated to stay than run. Must be a wolf thing.. Lexa thought to herself. Complicating matters, she didn’t know what to do. It was her first experience face to face with a wolf, and she did not like it.
Eyeing the female, she was much larger than Lexa. Lexa was small, dealing with an eating disorder, and just being active, Lexa could not stand a change against the wolf. She watched as the wolf turned from aggression, to stillness than back to aggression.
Ears laid back on her head, fur bristling, and anxiety rushing through her veins; Lexa didn’t know what to do. I got myself in this bed, I must lie in it. She thought, quickly going from fear to aggression, her pink lipped curled back. In all honesty, she didn’t want trouble. She didn’t want to fight, but Lexa hated females.
She knew if she would ran, she was a coward, and that the shepherd female as not, but she also did not want to die in the grips of a wolf. Her tail twitched in annoyance of the situation. Her hazel eyes stared at the female, the same way she stared at Lexa. It was like a stand-off, neither knowing exactly how to react.
They both were unfriendly, dominant females, neither one willing to bend. When Anaiu spoke, it irritated Lexa. Her voice wasn’t necessarily malicious, and this made Lexa feel uncertain. As she stared longer into the white female, she felt like she was staring at herself. Baffled as the creature, the only difference was her largeness and her eyes, if anything, they could be sisters.
Breathing in, the smell of wolf invaded her nostrils, and the only scent of dog was herself and faint traces here and there. Lexa’s heart pounded against her chest, as her stomach felt like it was doing flips inside of her body. She stood there, legs outstretched and head low, eyes glaring, but her fur was simmering down, laying flat against her body.
”And you know dogs, like how I know dogs, right?” She snapped back, still standing there with her head low. She watched as the wolf turned anger, and this frighten Lexa. The wolf’s next sentence, took back Lexa, like a punch in the gut. There was no anger in her words or tone, and it seemed like she wanted to get away more than stand and fight. ”I’m Lexa, and want nothing.” She said curtly, not really wanting to say she did not want to fight. She didn’t want to die tonight.
Picking up her head, and squaring off her posture, Lexa stood there normally. Her tail hung low in the dirt, not submissively, but calmly. Fear showed in her brown eyes, but only for a split second, until rationality took place. This is stupid, I don’t want to die.. Lexa thought.
Before Lexa even knew it another wolf was coming up upon the white females. Eyes wide, and fears running through her head, the only logical explantion that Lexa could think of was that they were of the same pack. A low growl escaped her white jowls, as aniexty rushed through her. The male wof seemed friendly, but she wasn't sure if it was an act. She knew that wolves stuck together in packs, and two against one would not be a fair fight. Biting her lip, Lexa heard the words the make spoke, but no reply came from her, she also noticed a nod, though she wasn't quite sure who it was towards. Her graze moved from wolf to wolf, annoyed and frighten of what would happen next.
OCC: Finally done! sorry for the lateness... =/
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Post by mayday<3 on Dec 15, 2012 19:54:15 GMT -5
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Post by Tundra ? on Jan 12, 2013 12:32:28 GMT -5
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Anaiu's stance shook with anticipation of her current situation with this other white creature. Anaiu knew that obviously this canine was a mix of many dog breeds, which explained her white fur yet nothing distinguishing that spoke to Anaiu. Anaiu new little about dogs and breeds and such, it was put down where she had come from in her own pack. Anaiu had come from a long lone of artic wolves, she was proud to be an ice queen of the south, for there was no one as far as she was concerned that could measure up to her own importance of the Arctic thread.
Anaiu paused, taking in a deep breath to attempt to tame herself and natural instincts. It didn't work, but it did calm Anaiu down enough to turn and see that the next viewer had come in not dominant and not submissive either, but a calm figure to enter the domain with a friendly stature. Currently Anaiu didn't care if he was friendly or unfriendly, she just wanted to move. Get out of here. But with the Shepherd figure blocking the only exit, Anaiu would have to chill out and take it as it was. She held her chest high, lowered it and then took a breath through her nose, hot air filling her surroundings. She wondered what the male was here for. He asked how they were. Anaiu felt her throat go dry. She wasn't used to conversations with other canines. She was a solitary animal. And when she did talk it was rare. Her voice hid behind her throat, as timid as she was. Shaky it would be, and then she would be made fun of for stuttering. Anaiu would attack them then. Have it clean but dirty in her mind. No one would talk smack to her without getting smacked. Her body tensed and skinny legs trembled inside the nerves danced around, letting her know it was her turn. "Uh-uh-Annn..Anaiu.. nn-nuh-namee.." she blinked, frustrated at herself and her tongue finally calmed down enough for a decent sentence. "I'm f-fine. I want to kill no one." she paused, directing her eye contact to the female. Then huffed, sat on her haunches lightly and looked up and waited for the others to speak.
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